I am still pretty anxious. My heartbeat has been an extra 10 beats per minute, and my stomach isn’t quite sure if it likes food any more not. The food stays down, it’s a matter of convincing my stomach I’m actually hungry.

We all got up and started heading to the “eating area” and we noticed our boss was in there warming up food.

I then went downstairs to buy a soda from the vending machine. Upon my return, everyone was gone.

I was slightly concerned, and went to my comrades for clarification.

It was then told to me by the Dog-Mother that the Big Bosses like to eat lunch around this time, and wouldn’t be happy with us in their at that time (plus we technically don’t work long enough shifts to get a “lunch break” )

Defeated, I took my box of pizza back to my cave cubicle, and ate in solitude, plotting one day for lunch freedom without holiday.